Various Artists: Hi-Hi-Whoopee
Meili Xueshan I&II
Holy shit, we’re MAD late on writing about this compilation. A few of these fuckers featured here even sent me their tracks before this even came out. And I just slept on it. Mr. P even missed the e-mail. Or maybe it went into my inbox.
In any case, if you’ve been loyal to the TMT brand for the past two weeks, we are proud to present to you, dearest fan: Meili Xueshan I&II. Curated by the excellently named Hi-Hi-Whoopee, Meili Xueshan I&II features pretty much everything I love within the constant perpetuation of music these days. Straight up, just go through the tracklist. If TMT hasn’t covered an act/band/producer/musician/magician/artist on this compilation, chances are we will within the year. So, if you want to get ahead of even OUR game, start scouring the internet for unfamiliar names on this pup, ‘cause you’ll eventually read ‘em here.
I didn’t save seven pages of work yesterday during my nine-to-five, so there’s a few hours ahead of me today I’m TOTALLY not looking forward to participating in. To be honest, I was NEVER “lo0king forward” to doing this work the first time around. However, Hi-Hi-Whoopee’s Meili Xueshan I&II compilation will definitely help me hurdle this heap of an accident. Stream below and wig out:
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Nothing you say or do will stop him. Providence/Nashville-based “noise” and “techno” brutalizer Ren Schofield has weaponized his tape deck, delay pedals, and Roland MC909, and is on his way to destroy your brain right now as you read this. Let him through your front door. I do not recommend that you resist. The smoother his transition into your life, the smoother the liquified remains of your frontal and parietal lobes.
Container slams an old VHS tape into the center of your plasma screen. Through his sheer willpower, the TV accepts the tape. Nothing can prepare you for the playback. You think that your eyes glimpse factories, wheelchairs, escalators, computer screens, people fucking. As static overtakes the feed, static overtakes the beat. Three minutes and fifty-three seconds into the video, all of the electronics in your home set on fire. No regrets. You don’t know what to believe any more. Container walks out.
Adhesive is Container’s 12-inch release on Mute’s sub-label Liberation Technologies. Though your turntable has been reduced to embers, you buy the record. You make daily excuses to visit the homes of friends and family members with turntables, and you bring Adhesive with you. You stream Container’s Boiler Room set on your phone during dinner with your parents. You write angry emails to John Elliott demanding that the next Container LP drop immediately. You give yourself F-O-R-M A-L-O-G stick-and-poke knuckle tats. You have become a fresh and new incarnation of your previously whatever self and you owe it all to Container.
Richard Dumas: The Mixtape
NBA Hall of Fame power forward Charles Barkley, a.k.a the Round Mound of Rebound, once said of former Phoenix Suns teammate Richard Dumas, “He’s probably the most talented player I ever played with, but he had those demons with the drugs.” While Richard Dumas might not have fared so well in life, he makes for a great mixtape.
Richard Dumas: The Mixtape by Hus Kingpin features the Hempstead-bred, NYC-based rapper continuing to show off his refined beat palate, with choice contributions from Arch Druids, Knxwledge and Pro Era’s Chuck Strangers, among others. And while reading about Richard Dumas: The Person made me think of the generic “Not working up to potential” line that always found its way to the comments fields of my Scantron report card, Hus Kingpin shows no signs of fourth-quarter fatigue or under-performance on Richard Dumas: The Mixtape, despite the cover’s white mountain. His noirish lyrics continue to go every bit as hard as the beats over which they’re delivered.
“Priest in the Laboratory”
Here we go. Between 2012’s Sinews and this moment, we’ve had it easy. We felt some music in our guts, some in our heads. Much of it we didn’t feel at all.
We feel White Suns. The tonal savagery, the chaos of feedback and effects-manipulated guitar screech, the unpredictable song structures and outbursts of mix-consuming destruction. These elements work together as they work against us.
White Suns remain a “rock” “band.” They survey the idioms of punk, post-hardcore, math, noise, the avant-garde. They choose what they like and they leave the rest to rot. On record, despite the mayhem of juxtaposed ideas and abstracted tones, they convey the mental image of three humans shredding together. In live performance, they actually are three humans shredding together. More accurately, they are ire and confusion. They are young gods or young demons.
“Priest In The Laboratory,” the first filthy handful of upcoming LP Totem, premieres below. Hear Dana Matthiessen’s drumming careen between precise blastbeats and lumbering tom work while his cymbal abuse synchronizes with his bandmates’ six-string transgressions. Vocalist Kevin Barry again makes himself known to us within the din as his words and guitar work collude with Rick Visser’s arsenal of electronics to take us down. When the mania crumbles, chunks of noise residue air out one by one into the bare mix, like mutated memories of prior riffs forced to fend for themselves against the silence. This you can feel.
Totem lands on March 25 via The Flenser. You can preorder the album on vinyl or CD now.
YB & Young Chop
“No More (feat. Lil Dave)”
Despite rocketing into the spotlight last year as the production-side figurehead for Chicago’s rapidly mutating drill scene (aided largely by his doom-saturated productions on Chief Keef’s now-legendary Back From The Dead mixtape), Young Chop has remained focused on developing a distinct sound, recruiting for his full-length joints a handpicked team of Chi-based rap-singers to round out his shimmering, ultra-melodic compositions.
This style was showcased well on last month’s Death Row mixtape, the sophomore release from blood brother and artistic ‘migo Johnny May Cash – February sees yet another solid tape from Chop and his squad, YB’s Life Of A Boss. YB’s flow, like Cash’s, takes stylistic cues from local melodic rap pioneer Lil Durk, and it would seem that Chop has switched out his old digital apocalypse sound for a more delicate brand of twinkling, auto-tuned origami.
Highlights include the weirdly poignant “All I See Is Green,” which features the aforementioned Cash as well as a gleeful verse from former Keef collaborator and recent MMG signee Fat Trel, as well as “No More (Feat. Lil Dave),” a melodic re-tooling of the Chicago blues updated thematically and stylistically for this year 2014. Peep the vid above, and download Life Of A Boss at LiveMixtapes.